Chapter 242

"Drink some water and have a rest." Ji delivered a cup of tea and took the makeup brush from Du Cao's hand.

Du grass's hands are not eyeshadow, oil color, dirty, facing Ji Shumo handed over the water cup, some have no way to start feeling.

Ji Shumo shook his head in favor of drowning, then came forward and handed the water cup to Du Cao's mouth: "slow down, hot."

Does this make people live?

The girls around looked at the little black boy so attentively, directly ignored his black face, and envied him.

Du Cao looked at the envious eyes coming from all directions, and immediately felt a little funny. These women, can't stand it?

If you know how beautiful this child is under his black skin, wouldn't it be a direct collapse one by one?

"Come on, don't be tired of it. Time is running out. Work." Du Cao took a sip of water, slowed down for a while, and continued to work.

You know, there's really not much time left in the evening.

Or say, this make-up is troublesome, if draw a complete make-up, it will take at least half an hour.

At this time, more than a dozen people were transformed, and Du Cao only felt that he was going to collapse.

Well, it's time to find an apprentice.

Du Cao thinks that he should find someone to inherit his skill.

"Hoo hoo, it's over at last. I'm tired to death!" By the time the last straw was finished, it was already dark. It was time for Yichun courtyard to boil.

"Oh, are these still my girls?" Red sister pinches the right time and comes to check the results.

Eye is amazing, direct exclamation voice.

"Red sister, I'm tired to death! It's all done by myself. My hands are going to be broken, broken! " Du Cao Tan sat on the chair and looked at red sister pitifully.

"Well, you've worked hard, you've worked hard. I've written down this feeling. I won't treat you badly." Red sister came forward and rubbed Du Cao's head gently.

"All right, girls, go and get ready. The guests will be coming soon." Red elder sister just comforted Du Cao for a short time, then turned around and went to work.

Du Cao also knows that this evening is unusual, so he won't bother with red sister at this time. He just turns around and looks at Ji Shumo pitifully: "I'm going to die of fatigue."

"Are you hungry?" Ji Shumo kneaded Du Cao's cramped hand: "shall I get you something to eat?"

"You've worked hard, too. Let's have a rest." Du Cao took Ji Shumo's hand and let him sit beside him.

It's true that ducao has been working, but Ji has not been idle at all. He has been helping ducao.

In fact, it's hard to help you relax.

Ji Shumo gently smile, then turn around, get a basin of hot water back, wet the towel, in Du Cao's face, gently wipe.

"Look at how you treat yourself like a kitten." Ji Shumo said this when the gentle words, eyes are more like stars shining.

Sometimes a man handsome or not, really not in the skin ah!

The duckweed is drowning in this terrible tenderness.

Evil to the edge of life, regardless of the embrace Ji Lyric ink waist: "small ink, you are very good, you are very good."

Ji Shumo's body froze for a while, quietly red ear tip: "I do not know shame."

"Are you ashamed of such things? You are my husband The duckweed raised his head, blinked and blinked, with a strong sense of reason.

Ji Shumo, with a smile from the big eyes of Du Cao, bent down and gave a kiss on the lips of Du Cao: "I'm not ashamed."

"I hate it Du Cao subconsciously covers his mouth and looks at Ji Lyric Mo angrily: "you don't know shame."

"You did it first." Ji Shumo took Du Cao's hand and began to clean the paint on her hand.

Du Cao looks at Ji's swarthy face and smiles. He suddenly takes back his hand. Then he holds Ji's face in his hands and rubs it madly.

Ji Lyric ink first Leng for a while, and then began to dodge.

Du Cao came up with the child's heart. The more he dodged, the more interested Du Cao was. He chased Ji Shumo. They started fighting in the room, and the laughter of Du Cao went far away.

Finally, Du Cao couldn't keep up with his physical strength, and panted on the chair: "smelly boy, let me rub it."

"No way." Ji Lyric Mo is not angry, light smile, canthus hide gentle.penny pincher.

Du Cao was so tired that he fell asleep unconsciously on the chair.

"I'm really tired." Ji Lyric ink heartache unceasingly, light handed and light foot of the person dozen horizontal embrace, put on the bed, then carefully pulled up the quilt, turned and walked out.

Du Cao didn't eat all day. I think she will be very hungry when she wakes up?

Although Ji Shumo only came to Yichun courtyard once, he also found out the terrain. Taking advantage of the busy work of Yichun courtyard, he quietly sneaked into the kitchen and made a bowl of vegetable meat noodles for ducao. In order to reward his little girl, he also laid two eggs.

Although Du Cao was tired, she was more alert. In such a place, she couldn't sleep well.

So I just had a rest and woke up. As soon as I opened my eyes, I could smell the fragrance.

"Gululu."

Stomach is very discerning, at this time, loudly called up.

Du grass rubbed his stomach and looked at Ji Lyric Mo sitting on one side: "I'm hungry."

"Well, just in time, the noodles are not cold." Ji Shumo chuckles and comes forward to embrace Du Cao.

"What are you doing?" Duckweed subconsciously avoid: "men and women give and receive incompatibility oh."

"My husband, what are you afraid of?" Ji Shumo chuckles and holds the person in his arms to the edge of the table.

Shredded pork noodles?

Du Cao has been hungry for a day. Now when I see what I eat, it's really like a wolf. It doesn't matter if I don't have an image. It's the most important thing to have enough.

"Eat slowly, for fear of stomach discomfort." Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao's unpromising appearance. He is helpless, distressed and funny.

After eating a few mouthfuls, the duckweed suddenly looked up and said, "did you eat?"

"In the kitchen just now." Ji Shu Mo took out his handkerchief and wiped the corner of Du Cao's mouth: "eat slowly."

"Little mo, you are so kind to me." Du grass eating, some sour nose.

Before and after the two generations, Du grass felt very little warmth.

Ji's appearance makes up for all the gentleness that God owes her.

I'm so lucky to meet this smelly boy.

Thinking about it, Du Cao fell into tears.

"Grass? What's the matter with you? " Ji Lyric Mo saw this, some anxious, hurried to wipe the tears of Du Cao: "is it bite to the tongue?"

Du Cao wiped a tear, vaguely said: "no, the noodles are so delicious, delicious to my tears."

Can you explain that?

"Fool, if you really like it, I'll do it for you every day, OK?" Ji Shumo wiped away the tears from the corner of Du Cao's eyes and gave a gentle smile.

"Ji Shumo, you have to be so good all your life, you know?" Du Cao suddenly raised his head and looked at Ji Shumo seriously. Wei qubaba.

Ji Shumo nodded solemnly: "my kindness to you will never change in my life."

Better.

Duckweed is cruel in heart.